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Killmongur blinked, staring at him for a second. Before she began laughing, it was the most roundabout way to ask if she was seeing someone or if she was intrested. But given who it was, she wasn’t at all suprised that Charon didn’t come out and ask the question point blank. Wasn’t really his style.
Sitting back on the bench, she watched as he got up _ clearly unable to find what he was looking for- and made his way over to the tracks. Kicking and turning over rocks around the area.
She had to hand it to him, he was dedicated.
The mage persed her lips, thinking on the question a little. “ There is intrest, in a person. Maybe two but no one imparticular, no.” rasing a brow she looked him over. “ Why? Would I get a discount if there was a Mrs. or Mr Killmongur? Cause if that’s the case I should definitly make things happen then.” chuckling thinking about Moon and how much she would hate this whole conversation.
“Yeah.” Charon glanced over his shoulder, glad to see that Killmongur was at least smiling and not looking like she wanted to bite his head off--though, now that he thought about it, she never really looked like the second option. Maybe she just wasn’t that frightening after all, no fangs or horns ready to pop out at any moment and scare the shit out of him. Or knock him into a train.
“I call it the love bug special.” He was mostly joking--but then again, managing to find love in this hell game was no small accomplishment. The truth of it was--and he’d never, ever admit this to her in a million years--he’d come to think of her as a sort of mom, or at least a big sister, and it’d be nice if she had a partner, some more support. “Do I know them?” he asked.
He crouched again and began turning over every rock in the area--slowly--before he had a better idea. He stood up, pulled out his staff, and with a great blast of a wind spell, turned over stone in a ten foot radius.
Sadly--still no secret key out.









